Some of life’s questions I’ve been contemplating
What do dogs really think they’re doing when they “play fetch”? Do they know it’s a game? Or do they think the ball is some living thing that needs to be kept in containment, and you keep asking for it so they give it to you, but whenever you get it you accidentally let it get away, so they have to chase it down again.
“Okay, I’ll let you hold it one more time, but I mean it this time, don’t let it g–shit.”
That’s my theory.
